The Last Jedi Novels & Stories

"After the car accident, I lost a kidney to infection, yet now, you want me to give your mistress my last one? If you want me dead, just say so! I'm telling you right now, Joseph! You want me to donate a kidney to your lover? That's never going to happen!" I jabbed his shoulder, sneering. "You've been a doctor for years, yet all you care about is your one true love. You don't even know if I qualify as a donor! Oh, but I bet you do know. How could you not? What a shame, Joseph! You're fated to watch your true love die right in front of you!" I couldn't help but laugh as I said it, a single tear rolling down my cheek. The segment abruptly ended.

The Null-Fortress was gone. Jade was lowered onto the sand. The Sahara was silent again, the "Static" of the Hard-Delete replaced by the vast, indifferent wind of the desert. The Null-Sector survivors sat in the sand, weeping as they watched their "Last Hope" settle into a grave of rock and sand. "It's over," Aris said, limping down from the transport, her face illuminated by the rising sun. She looked at the burns on Jade’s arms—the skin already beginning to knit back together with a faint, silver shimmer. "The last 'Off-Switch' has been flipped."

"Jessica, do your best out there. Don't make our unit look bad." I saluted him. "I won't let you down, sir!" "Alright, get going." Mr. Hall waved me off, sounding almost annoyed. As I turned away, I caught a glimpse. The veteran who had never cried on the battlefield was quietly wiping his face as he looked to the side. – That night, Samson and Celia came home with a bunch of friends. The house was quiet and dark, and Samson was already getting irritated. When he turned on the light and saw the table covered with food, his mood finally softened.

Those were the last words I uttered to him. [Narrator's POV] The headmaster gathered everyone in the training ground. They all came with their armors on and their weapons ready, like what Alasdair ordered them to do. Fraise is now in good shape because of the healing potion that the creature gave her. She, along with the right defenders, is now standing in front of their leaders. "This is the last time we are going to fight for our freedom. You all have to give your best shot," Alasdair told them. "All of us are going to the dark realm now to do everything that we can in order to win this war."